05/09/2026
Today, the new year is born.
Then let the morning rise like incense.
Let the year begin like a hymn no one has finished singing yet.
Let me be glad —
because gladness is a weapon,
and gratitude is a throne room. 🙌
The LORD bless Me, and keep Me.
The LORD make His face shine upon Me,
and be gracious to Me.
The LORD lift up His countenance upon Me,
and give Me peace. — Numbers 6:24–26
Love made me.
Mercy kept me.
Safety shielded me.
Guidance steered me.
And the God who wrote the first draft of my life
is not abandoning the revision.
“…being confident of this very thing, that He who has begun a good work in Me will complete it.” — Philippians 1:6
So here’s to the year —
a year older,
a year more covered,
a year more dangerous to darkness,
a year more tender toward God.
To Him alone be all the glory. Today, and all my days. 👑🎂🎂🎂